Love’s luster.
Love stretches its searching hands
to the weltering puppy in the garbage,
lying in a state of uncertainty,
Love extends its solarium,
to the dark recesses of hearts
tainted by agonizing moments
of uncertainty leading to despair,
fighting not a loosing battle,
Love waves a flag of victory,
Love’s yielding serene moments,
Unyielding to brutal forces,
give food for thought and soul too,
Love’s luster undiminishing
Cares not for the return,
Love is steady and not shindy.
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